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Date Posted: 22:31:41 04/18/02 Thu
Author: Julian Emberson
Subject: Re: i like teddy bears..
In reply to: sean terris 's message, "i like teddy bears.." on 21:22:26 04/18/02 Thu

Julian's eyes widened, the unexpected, swift change in stature noticeable to someone like him. He had been studying the boy with a tender patronization, just looking for a flaw he could muse to himself he had noticed about him. But with the given comment, something else had happened to the boy, even if only for the brief moment. It was like he had cut through and somehow the ribbon had pieced itself back together and remained tied around the poles, relaxed in the blowing wind. He smiled a bit, yet another carefree shrug. It was a habit. American in every whichway, didn't you know?

"So sue me, doll, Sartre's just far lovelier with words than you are with your... self. But you could always prove me otherwise," Julian winked and childishly grinned. "And as for the cookie comment, maybe I am. I think you are too."

Julian bent down on one knee and set the book down. He looked up, a gleam in those olive oculars, as his sea-green Emberson sweater was pulled over his head, to Sean. It was something simple underneath, but all the while very Julian. The black Brioni turtleneck wasn't skin-tight, yet it clung to him very nicely, smooth silk and nylon stretched over a thin, yet toned, chest. Yes, Julian was slight and tall, but he wasn't left with no endowments. He was just almost girlish, excluding all the fashionably exuberant things he wore. He stood up again, the loose-fitting Gaultiers showing no shapely form of his below the torso. He picked up the book and threw the sweater over his shoulder listlessly, turning with nothing more than a small smile to the other and a slight wave of the hand.

"I'll see you around, Cookie. Maybe us strange peanut butter ones will find ourselves in the same jar again, figuratively speaking."

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> expect the unexpected.. -- sean terris, 21:40:12 04/19/02 Fri

Ah, but he is prepared for the boy this time, and while his deeds and dialogue transport inadequate feelings rousing within the mortal, his body bearing and frontage divulge rumors of entire leisure. �Darling, I fear I�m going to have to do worse then sue you�� He trails off into a mystifying stillness, his tone of voice taking on a nearly mocking nature as he urgently hunts for something within him to keep his lips corded close and his eyes sightless to what he doesn�t fancy to perceive. Ah, but that shirt on him caused a nearly invisible tremble of craving flowing down his vertebrae. �Right�maybe we�ll see each other again, my lovely Cheater.� He purrs this, astonished to discover that he had been pining to use the seductive tone on the masculine, just to distinguish how he would counter�it was like they were both analyzing each other, endeavoring to locate frailty. Well, Julian had smacked a homerun with his weak spot�but would Sean find the other male�s?

With a sigh the sturdily constructed figure eliminates himself from the wall and moves in the contradictory course, once more attempting to flee from whatever reprisal that Julian will present. �I will be ready for you next time, Julian Emberson. Wouldn�t it be nice if I could be normal and find a fancy in a female? But you have caught my eye�perhaps I can do the same to you?� His opinion are a morsel absurd, if not hectic with his dizzying effort to conceal his emotions. �I�m sick of hiding out! I want to reveal myself as what I really am�� Resolving to himself that he is wild, he permits a chortle to getaway from his lips, fingertips indolently combing against the corridor�s barrier as he saunters offhandedly off, his thoughts already lifting him to an elevation comparable to his previous condition before he was knocked into by Sora.

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